I'm a magnetic field madman

They cheered loudly, these creatures, whose faces and bodies were completely covered, proclaiming their righteousness and acting as if they had already won a victory.

"Fellow countrymen, our demands are not being met, and our marches are no longer able to awaken more people... So we must do something more meaningful."

At that moment, Yamanaka Iji, holding a microphone, stepped forward and loudly announced that his so-called more meaningful action was—

He gestured to the hacker next to him to take out his equipment. The hacker first forcibly dismantled the projection equipment in front of the Blue Dream Tower, then connected to the horrific system, and finally inserted a chip.

Soon, the image of the giant blue whale that was originally projected changed into something else entirely.

A massive white projection appeared, with a huge X on its head... covered with insulting words telling him to get out of Tokyo.

The enormous projection existing in the night sky was a simple and direct provocation. And the marching crowd erupted in cheers that sounded like those of victors.

Perhaps a mental victory is still a victory. Maybe six days of reckless behavior made them certain that Bai Wujie wouldn't dare to do anything to them.

Perhaps it's due to the influence of public opinion, or perhaps it's out of fear of "surprise from friendly nations"...

"Warning, citizens, your actions have seriously violated the law."

A cold, deep voice sounded from above, and the next moment... three enormous warrior-level demigods had already landed on their heads.

The enormous iron bird spread its wings, its shadow seemingly blocking out all light. The mere presence of this terrifying weapon was enough to instill a sense of oppression.

The cheers stopped abruptly. Those who might have been fantasizing about being pioneers and martyrs who changed the world just a second ago were now completely frozen in place.

“We are expressing our demands; we are exercising the sacred rights granted to us by law…”

Yamanaka Iji's throat moved with difficulty, but he still loudly proclaimed his power and such, and under his instigation...

Those who believed the iron birds wouldn't do anything to them worked even harder.

However, Yafei ignored him; the AI ​​voice emanating from the cold iron bird was merely reciting simple words.

"You have seriously insulted the sacred image of the leader, and have violated the first article of the law, which prohibits any form of attack on any part of the leader. Therefore, you are sentenced to death, to be carried out immediately."

The next moment, a silver cannon barrel emerged from Yafei's mouth.

A deafening roar of light erupted instantly.

29. Rebirth Pool

"Protests and demonstrations, holding up signs to express their demands, ha...childish tricks."

At the top of the Blue Dream Tower, Bai Wujie, dressed in a black military overcoat, looked at the protesting crowds, at their ridiculous and childish so-called "resistance," and laughed with contempt and pleasure...

On this earth, the people are not so ignorant. It's not that they wouldn't resist, but they certainly wouldn't resist in such a simplistic way.

The power of the war gods comes from strength, and the rebels understand that they can only fight for it with strength.

The clowns' tricks may be silly, but they can still make the emperor laugh, right? After all, the clown's character is meant to play foolish things.

However, there's another point: clowns not only have to play foolish characters, but they also have to use tragic endings to amuse their audience.

Right below the Blue Dream Tower, after Ya Fei announced the crimes of these people—attacking Bai Wujie—they faced a straightforward end.

Yafei's sword cannon exploded instantly in the crowd, and the booming magnetic field destroyed a street and killed hundreds of people in an instant.

"Murder!"

"Run! Run!!"

After a moment of suffocating silence, the once incredibly "brave" demonstrators scattered like birds and beasts amidst screams. People ran for their lives, trying to escape this carnage, but... how could it be so easy?

They should actually envy those who died; dying under Yafei's demonstrative swords and cannons was their good fortune.

The fleeing crowd soon discovered that wherever they went, flying Yafei robots blocked their way and drove them away, while Yafei seemed unwilling to make a move.

Was it out of compassion? No, how could it be? They are still alive only because they have "value."

The next moment, six hundred members of the DreamBeast team, along with countless other fully armed company mercenaries clad in power armor and other gear, landed in the crowd and began their "work."

Kill! Kill! Kill!

They ruthlessly decapitated each marcher... but not to kill them, instead instantly stuffing the severed heads into the huge cooling incubators behind them.

This simple device can preserve the activity of these brains for twelve hours... During this time, these brains will be taken to "server rooms" located in various secret facilities.

These brains will be placed there in a culture medium to form a series of servers...

Each brain, acting as a "wet component," will be used to its fullest potential, continuously training its thoughts through VR devices until its own thoughts are completely erased... thus existing as a connecting server controlling various samurai-level Ayami.

With control of Tokyo, the production of low-grade Yafei increased dramatically.

However, remote control using the Cursed Children is no longer easy... Moreover, given that they have been granted higher human rights, Bai Wujie would never allow them to work 007.

Therefore, Bai Wujie needs some people willing to sacrifice themselves to use their brains as the "wet parts" to control these low-level sub-flies...

A shared server, formed by connecting numerous individual thoughts through magnetic field forces, will be able to efficiently control the actions of the Yafei Legion.

Furthermore, these wet items, which still retain remnants of "souls," will serve as experimental subjects for Bai Wujie's occasional research on souls during their endless, eternal service. The White Emperor is indeed a person who makes the most of everything and saves resources.

"Please, spare me! I have a child to raise!"

"I was just paid to hold up the sign; I had no intention of rebelling against Blue Dream Company."

Screams, wails, screams, and pleas for mercy rose and fell like a torrential downpour.

However, whether they were members of the Dream Creator Beast Team or mercenaries who were former police officers, they still showed no mercy in beheading the victims and then freezing them quickly.

Are they also cold-hearted people without feelings?

Not entirely, but all they knew was that a pair of eyes were watching them from the top of the towering Blue Dream Tower.

"God" is watching them and has given them the power to torture and kill these sinners.

If they choose to back down out of pity, regardless of whether "God" will punish them, the outcome will remain the same.

Whether they are members of the Dream Creator team or these former police officers who are also mercenaries for the company... they all understand that their existence is by no means irreplaceable.

The flying yafeis that soared through the sky were the best alternatives to them, it was just a matter of cost. In this country, in this city, their existence was merely a set of numbers.

Or rather, to that high and mighty emperor, isn't everything in the world just something that can be easily replaced?

Bai Wujie swirled his wine glass, silently enjoying the massacre, letting it go for six days... just so that this Yamanaka Iji would find more rats in the gutter for him.

It doesn't matter how many of those protesters were genuinely dissatisfied with him, or how many were simply paid to work for him, or were simply lured in by a few words—these are all unimportant.

They rebelled against Bai Wujie, harbored resentment towards him, and insulted him; that alone was enough.

If it were simply a matter of dissatisfaction with Bai Wujie's rule, then he might have given them the option to leave Tokyo and fend for themselves...

But since they were so clueless and it was their first time, Bai Wujie would try to be as harsh as possible.

An emperor can tolerate your stupidity, your private complaints, and even your dissatisfaction with his rule.

However, they must understand that any act of insulting the leader must pay the most severe price!

Otherwise, how can one establish authority?

How can we allow more ignorant people to have inappropriate thoughts?

There is a first time for everything, and if we want to prevent such things from happening again, we must make the price of the first time extremely heavy.

The harsh measures were taken out of concern for more people and out of kindness to prevent them from making mistakes!

The massacre proceeded smoothly and rapidly, and everything that happened here was broadcast live to all of Tokyo under Bai Wujie's orders.

One by one, heads were removed and frozen, then made into wet parts to enjoy the treatment of 007 forever. In the three months from the announcement to the establishment of his rule, Bai Wujie showed his "brutal" side for the first time.

So in an instant, all voices of resistance and insult in Tokyo vanished.

Even at this moment, those who cowered in front of their screens in utter terror abandoned all their foolish thoughts.

They huddled under the covers, trembling with fear, or clung tightly to each other, their teeth chattering.

They had never experienced such a ruler, such a "brutal" and such a "real" ruler.

But how can punishment end so simply? Merely enslaving the mind forever will not allow one to experience the true meaning of discipline.

As Bai Wujie gently stroked his finger, the central AI inside the Blue Dream Tower immediately received the command.

Several Yafei robots swooped down instantly, grabbed a few figures from the chaotic and fleeing crowd, and flew into the sky.

And the countless miniature Yafei drones projected into the air also shifted the focus here.

Yamanaka Iji, who had been picked up by Yafei, struggled fiercely, his face contorted in rage, roaring loudly...

"Damn it, Lanmeng! I'm so pissed off!!"

"You think you're so great just because you have these machines? Let me tell you, we're not afraid of death!!"

"Of course you're not afraid of death, otherwise why would you dare to cause trouble in my territory?"

The voice was calm, but only then did these people and the trembling crowd in front of the screen notice the figure standing atop the Blue Dream Tower.

He was still dressed in the same blue suit as that day, holding a wine glass at the very top of the Blue Dream Tower, looking at them with a mocking expression, and at everyone in front of the screen.

Bai Wujie, leader of the Blue Dream Organization!

"Hmph! Don't waste your time, Bai Wujie. If you want to kill me or torture me, hurry up and do it!" Yamanaka Iji said ferociously.

"Wow, what a tough guy," Bai Wujie said calmly.

"If you were truly rebelling against me out of your own volition, I might grant you a swift death. But you did it under someone else's orders. You're a fearless fool who's gotten involved with nonsense. You disgust me."

"However, since that's the case, I don't want to kill you anymore. How about I grant you a chance at 'rebirth'?"

Having said that, Bai Wujie lightly snapped his fingers. The next moment, an invisible magnetic field instantly shattered the limbs and teeth of these people, and imbued them with a powerful life force. Then, Ya Fei picked them up and flew them out of the city!

No one in front of the screen knew what Bai Wujie had done... and the very few who knew the truth were all deathly pale.

"He's going to do this again..." Kisara Tendo gripped Rentaro's arm tightly, trembling, nauseous, and filled with lingering fear as she murmured...

The whereabouts of Kikunojo Tendo, whom Rentaro had always wanted to know, were right there... Not only him, but also all the survivors of the Tendo family, and all the high-ranking officials of the old government and the Self-Defense Forces who were unwilling to submit immediately, they were all "there".

Is death the most terrifying thing in the world? No, in that place, a quick death is probably the ultimate blessing that one cannot enjoy.

"That power should be enough to sustain them for about seven months, hmm. I really have become increasingly merciful lately," Bai Wujie laughed loudly.

As the camera panned, the troublemakers immediately fell into a deep, silvery metal pit outside the city.

Yamanaka Iji fell to the ground, staring in horror at his broken limbs, his toothless mouth uttering incoherent, terrified sounds...

"My head is here, is the rice color deep..."

The next moment, a large number of figures emerged from the deep pit. In this strange place, there were many things like them without hands and feet, climbing and howling, biting them with their toothless, foul mouths!

"What are you doing! What are you things, quack!! Don't come any closer!!"

"Boss, where are you? Come save us!!"

Wailing and screams rose and fell, but above the deep pit were several thick pipes, leading to the smooth wall hundreds of meters below the ground.

What exactly is that pipe?

What exactly is inside?

The answer was soon revealed.

With a rushing sound, countless brownish-yellow to black solid-liquid viscous substances gushed out of the tube, and those substances were none other than—

"Caw! It's snow, it's snow!"

Yamanaka Inoji screamed loudly, but the snow still instantly covered his entire body.

And without a doubt, this place is the septic tank outside the entire Tokyo area... a place that collects the huge amounts of excrement and urine produced daily by tens of millions of people in the city!

But this place is clearly more than just a septic tank. This stinking, insane place, like a living hell, is also a prison for serious offenders, a "rebirth pool" where they are "reborn"!

A place that can completely destroy the dignity of even the most principled criminals, people whose limbs and teeth have been broken by the magnetic field, yet who have still been kept "alive".

But the price of maintaining their "life" is that they feel extreme "hunger"... However, in this rebirth pool, there is only one thing they can "eat"!

Things without teeth can't bite their own kind, so they can only enjoy these "liquid foods".

Yamanaka Iji looked in horror at the people around him who were gulping down snow in the members-only restaurant. Their eyes were red, like wild beasts that had lost their minds... and they were making whimpering noises as they swallowed.

Don't assume these things taste good to them; for those whose sense of taste hasn't been destroyed, this is torture.

And this isn't even the end of the torture. After the prisoners eat the snow, they excrete those things... and those things flow down the pipes to a place even lower down.

The deeper one's sins, the deeper one will fall into the pool of rebirth, where one can enjoy the "food among food" in the deepest place.

For these pathetic creatures, the only pleasure in surviving is probably intimidating new prisoners.

"No! Help! I was wrong! Please forgive me, Lord Bai Wujie! We're all from Osaka, we're all from Qiwu..."